This is a song about "Chocolate lab"

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Cause i been up in the lab, mixin it like a chemist,

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

But that's only in the future, y'all cold as hot chocolate,

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

Now you got me hopped up on that

And some strawberries and some chocolate

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

The labyrinth of pan’s lab is adamantly here

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

Back to the lab ...without a mic to grab

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

You claim your life a maze? well duh, you're a lab rat